Meanwhile Seth was doing his post workout stretches. "Would you check my phone, Dean?" He called when it went off. "It's in my jacket pocket over there."

"Sure." Dean walked over to get it. "Message from John." He opened it to look then laughed. He carried it over turning the screen towards Seth.

Seth seemed unimpressed until he read the message and then suddenly felt more aroused than annoyed. The man was just so...willing to be used. "Damn..." He said in a husky voice, trying not to shift.

Dean laughed taking the phone back. "That got your attention. How soon should we set up the next workout session? Hmmm." He leaned down to whisper to Seth so no one else would hear. "Maybe use the jock from a match?"

Seth shuddered biting his lip at the mental images his boyfriend provided. "Fuck, Dean. You're both corrupting me. A-As soon as you want I guess."

Dean laughed as he his reply. #This Dean, Seth says how soon?#

John was eating by the time the reply came through. He chuckled as he read the reply, knowing he had gotten through to Seth by catering to his kinks. He typed. #If you're up to it...tonight after the house show.#

Dean read it. "Damn he wondered if after the house show."

Seth whistled. "After last night? We must have created a monster. Sure I guess."

"Maybe he was always like that?" Dean wondered as he replied. #Sure same room.#

John grinned. #Good. Wrestling makes me horny as fuck. I'll see you then. Well Seth in the ring then you both after.# The older man then went back to eating.

"Am I interrupting something?" Randy asked him after he finished a bite seeing how distracted John seemed to be.

"No...sorry, Ran. That was rude of me. I'm done now." John said quickly.

"Thanks, do I want to know?"

"Just setting up a hook up with Seth and Dean after the show tonight in their room." John answered, eating.

"Okay...so no waiting up on my part."

"Yeah...guess not." John tried to enjoy the meal with his best friend and not dwell on the upcoming fun.

Roman came across Dean and Seth at the show that night. "Hey...Dean?" Seth turned when he heard the Samoan's voice.

Dean turned looking over. "Yeah Roman?"

"Where you two hiding after work that last few nights?"

"Just our room."

Roman gave a faint hum sound. "What Seth keeping your...appetite sated?"

"Something like that."

Seth did not know what to say. He hated lying to anyone and if Roman found out now about John he would wonder what was up with Dean not being honest. "Um...John agreed to your conditions." He said at last. "He'll let us know when he gets a suite."

Roman nodded. "Good...Getting a little antsy. Free later?"

Dean bit his lip glancing at Seth. Seth felt nervous and put on the spot. "I would love to, Rome...but we have plans later. How about tomorrow night?"

"Yeah." He answered gruffly. "I guess I'll find something to occupy my time."

Seth nodded. "I'm sure Dean looks forward to...satisfying your cravings tomorrow. Right, Dean?"

"Yeah...of course." Dean replied. The wild haired man had almost an insatiable hunger at times for pain. Hell if there was enough time he would play with both men the same night.

Seth smiled at the response. "Guess I'll catch you guys later. I have to go meet John to discuss our match tonight."

"Okay see you later Seth." Roman replied.

"Take care Kitten." Dean smiled, being a private room he could get away with it. Seth kissed Dean before taking off to find John. They had agreed to talk in his locker room.

After Seth left Roman focused on Dean. "Seth really handling everything or is there more?" His eyes narrowed slightly as if studying Dean."

"More? What you mean more?"

"Come on Dean don't lie." Roman gave a smile that felt chilling. "I won't be mad." The smile tried to warm.

"Well...yeah...we have a new play partner...was testing him out for you." Dean tried to rationalize.

"Testing?" Roman raised a brow. "For me? John I am guessing?" Dean nodded. "And?"

"I don't know if he gives at all...but he loves taking it." Dean almost boasted pridefully at his catch.

"I see. Don't forget me though Dean...just like you have your hunger so do I."

"Of course...I...I got wrapped up in the something new." He bit his lip looking at the time. "We have over an hour before either one of us is due out." He gulped faintly. "Wish to sate some of that hunger?"

Roman smirked with a purse of his lips. "Sure shirt off, face the wall. No peeking."

"Ye-Yes Roman." Dean moved removing the t-shirt he was wearing as Roman moved to secure the door.


Seth found John's locker room and the two men discussed the match. He tried to stay professional but could not help thinking about the older man's naughty texts. John could tell he was struggling and smirked, loving the effect he had on the men. "Guess I come out on top in the ring tonight." He almost gloated. "But you can show me my place later." The two tone haired man gulped a nodded. "Sure, John. See you out there." Seth left the room and went to catering for a snack.

The show ran it's proper course. Dean seemed oddly quiet on the ride back to the hotel that night. They got back and Roman parked. "Well rest up...we have off, but see you boys tomorrow night." He smirked as he got out from the car and grabbing his bag.

"Sure, Roman. Catch you then." Seth said before looking at Dean. He wondered if his boyfriend was feeling sick. He usually was talking a mile a minute and bouncing around like an over active kid. "You okay, Baby?"

"Yeah." He almost mumbled. "Hard night." He commented as he got out from the car. He gave a faint hiss of pain as he reached for his bag.

"Fuck, Dean. You get hurt in the ring?" Seth asked as he got out and grabbed his gear bag. He knew Dean had a high pain tolerance.

"And before." He mumbled heading for the hotel.

Seth was confused as he followed after Dean. When they reached their room he kicked off his shoes and sat his bag down. "What were you talking about? You got hurt before?"

"Roman knows about John." Dean stated simply as her slowly removed his leather coat. "He stated about his own...hunger." Dean took a shaky breath. "So I offered an...appetizer to hold him till tomorrow."

Seth sucked in a breath. "Fuck...was he pissed?"

"I...I don't think so...bu-but you know how drained I feel once the high fades." Dean stated. "I...I think some of the lashes were bleeding. I didn't really have time to check."

"Fuck, Baby. Take off your clothes." Concern showed in Seth's dark eyes. "I don't want you getting an infection."

Dean went to remove the t-shirt with a faint cringe. "Fuck." He mumbled tossing it aside. There was quite a few thick welts, but also long lines down his back that were bleeding some. They were healing, but some reopened from where the shirt had stuck.

"Damn, Baby. I don't know how you enjoy that much pain." Seth shook his head. "Lay on the bed on your stomach. I'll put some ointment on it for you. Is it only your back?" He moved to their suitcase.

"Yeah...just the back." Dean moved as instructed.

Seth got a wet cloth and towel from the bathroom and a tube of ointment from their bag. He walked over to the bed where Dean laid and gently washed his back. "Do you want me to tell John tonight is off?" He asked.

"No...no...if we cancel he may get second thoughts." Dean stated. "Oh I...um...got hold of some rope from the ring crew." He gave a weak laugh. "More length than a tie."

Seth chuckled at Dean's appetite as he patted his back dry before applying the ointment. "Any idea what you want to do with him? He kept bragging about winning our match before the show...like he was just daring me to put him in his place. He sure is a tease."

"I still want the burn of being filled dry. He likes being made small and powerless though. Any way of placing the rope under the mattress and secure him to it face up? Then we can use him like a living sex toy."

"Where's the rope?" Seth asked as he finished Dean's back. I need to see how much there is. Wait...if the guy is a pure bottom...what if he doesn't want you riding him?"

"In the bottom of my bag and if he is our bitch and out our mercy...does he have much choice? Unless he pussies out and called a safe word."

Seth walked to get the rope. "He won't be calling much of anything." He smirked. "Not with my jock strap from our match filling his mouth. He pulled it out, seeing it was a generous length.

Dean laughed. "Man we can be wicked...but why I have a feeling it won't scare him off."

"Because he loves being used and feeling helpless...I guess it's a welcome escape from his Super Cena gimmick...and how everyone sees him as strong and in charge." Seth reasoned as he neared the bed with the rope. "Well, I'm no expert but it shouldn't be too hard to rig this up. Leave him tied in a spread eagle position."

"Yeah...little slack on the legs in case you want to mess with him down there." Dean smirked before moving off the bed.

"Sounds like fun." Seth admitted. "Picture me driving him crazy with one of our vibrating plugs or my fingers while you ride the hell out of his cock. Let you feel first hand how that piercing feels." He grabbed the mattress. "Help me raise this up."

Dean moved to help lift the one end. "Sounds good."

Seth and Dean set up the bed. It took a little while to get it fixed so John would be secure but they did it. Just as they were putting the mattress back down Seth's phone went off. "Someone is eager." He joked, figuring it was John this time of night.

"Well go check." Dean exclaimed.

Seth walked to grab the phone, reading aloud. "It says 'Do you guys still want to play?' And yep, it's John." He began to type a response.

"Figured, well you mind getting the door this time?"

"Not at all." Seth's eyes took on a predatory look as he stripped down and moved to his gear bag, pulling out his tight black leather pants and black gloves. "I might as well dress the part." He chuckled, pulling them on.

Dean laughed as he sat on the couch, he sat forward some so his back wouldn't hit it.

Seth pulled on the gloves. "And do NOT ask me to hit or whip your back, Baby because it's not happening. There are limits we can't cross for your health's sake."

"Okay Kitten." Dean tried not to pout.

"Dean, knock it off or I'm canceling." Seth warned his boyfriend.

"You wouldn't! He's already on his way up."